"I nodded but didn't say anything."What I mean," she stammered, "is that I'm usually very in control at work. Disciplined. I don't do things like I di... last night."I could feel the sting of rejection."Really?" I asked sarcastically. "It didn't seem like your first time. You seemed to know exactly what you were doing."The color rose in her cheeks and her eyes got big. Her temper was flaring up."I didn't mean I never do it," she responded angrily. "I mean I don't do it at work. I crossed a line. You are just leaking precum, it’s delicious,’ she coos. ‘I want to taste you too.’ ‘Believe me there is plenty to taste, I am so wet right now.’ You stand her up, pull down her pants and kneel to lift her legs free. You stare at her in her panties and rub her mound. You look up at her to share eye contact again before you slide your tongue across the material of her panties and slide it into her folds. Despite the interference of the fabric, the cotton becomes moist and you can instantly taste. The other boy smiled, his teeth very white in the tempting shadows between his dark lips. Thomas stepped softly between the fronds of the willow and stood before the other boy. Sera was a fair few inches taller than he was and he tilted his head up just a little to look at him.This close Sera smelled of sex and ozone, fresh and crisp in the evening sunlight and the shifting watery shadows cast by the tree."What do you want from me?" Thomas asked in a small voice, aware of how his nervousness. "How so, Sean?" asked Mrs. Lehigh."I started out thinking I could just work with these kids like I did with Davey and Kip," I explained. "You know, just go out and have fun working with the ball, teaching them how to dribble and pass and stuff. Then, when more kids signed up, I started realizing that I had to have a plan for each session, based on their experience levels and their abilities." And then you found out you had enough kids coming to break them into three different groups, and the.